Well, I felt like Father Damien Karras from the Exorcist. "The power of Christ compels you!!".
My poor little baby coughing and spitting up, I was just waiting for his little head to spin. It's terrible because he can't blow his nose (15 months). You just sit and hope that when he sneezes, the "stuff" will come out.
We survived it and I just wish, I did not take the other line from the movie "Take Me, take me". I used to never get sick. My "other half" would get sick and I would get through it with out harm. But WOW...Andrew has gotten sick just a couple of times and each time, I've gotten sick as well.
I took a sick day yesterday (thurs) to try and recover from this flu/cold. I also was taking care of Andrew, who still has a little cough but doing much better. Yesterday, I was sooo dizzy and stuffed up...I was laying on the living room floor..Andrew had all his toys out and were surrounding me. I looked at him as he was just flinging the toys in the air and letting them drop where ever they drop (sometimes hitting me on the shoulder, leg or head), he had this big smile on his face, I just thought to myself "I wish he could get me a cup of tea".
Once my kid starts school, I have no idea what kind of stuff he will be bringing home with him, but I can count on the fact he will share the experience with me.
I'm back at work...still a little sick/stuffed up...but much better. Happy Father Friday Everyone!!!!
3 months ago